The consequences of fame

I was at a local store picking up my prescriptions when the young clerk behind the counter said “I know you.  I bought your book.  I recognize you from your picture.” I immediately froze, like a deer in headlights, because I am a shy person by nature.  I try to avoid the limelight, huge crowds of people, etc.  After I unfroze, I admitted that I was the author of the book and asked her what she thought of it.  She told me that she hadn’t gotten to read it yet.  I sort of breathed a small sigh of relief because I have caused eyes to widen and heads to turn with the content I decided to cover in my first set of books.

Writing can be challenging.  I decided to tackle several controversial issues with my first series of books and these books are dark, more seriously toned, than what people close to me would have thought I would have written about.  I didn’t choose to write for fame.  Admittedly, I could have chosen a ‘pen name’ to have a certain anonymity, but I didn’t want that starting out.  I wanted to be recognized as myself, not a false pen name, for my writing; however, I never thought about the ramifications of not using a pen name.

My thoughts harken to remembered cases of famous people being stalked and harmed.  Jodie Foster and John Lennon as well as President Reagan come to mind.  The price of fame can be tough, even devastating, for those not ready to be thrust into the limelight.  I’m hardly famous by any means but I am starting to be recognized and it’s unsettling to think of something like “Misery” happening to me.  Sure, it’s a stretch of my writer’s imagination to think of something as terrifying as “Misery” happening but there is always that slim chance that an unbalanced individual could possible come after me.

I will continue to write and use my real name.  I feel it’s too late to go backwards and try to hide.  My work is out there.  People are starting to know about me, with their opinions either good or bad.

Thanks for stopping by to read my blog.  If I don’t write again here before the holidays, have a Happy Thanksgiving everyone!


It’s almost turkey time!

Hello everyone,

I know it’s been a while since I wrote on the blog.  In October I was diagnosed with an illness.  I didn’t know that I was as sick as I was.  Sometimes we have find that the best thing to do is to make more time for ourselves.  I haven’t really allowed time to take care of myself over the years and unfortunately it seems to have caught up with me.

Before I was hospitalized in October, I managed to write more on the 3rd book of the Bellwood series.  I left off in the middle of the Chapter 4.  Because I need time to rest and regain my strength, I have temporarily stopped writing.

It seems as though when I’m at my most vulnerable the worst things happen to me.  I had my first bad review of my book while I was in the hospital.  I know that there are critics everywhere and even the big name authors can have very scathing reviews, but it felt like a kick in the stomach to receive such a bad review of my first book. I honestly felt like giving up after reading that review, especially since I was feeling vulnerable already from battling a life threatening situation.

I put the bad review and thoughts of giving up writing aside to focus all my energy on getting well again.  So far, I am struggling to get back on track.  I have a restricted schedule presently and have trouble working a full shift at work.  But I still trudge on.  That is one thing about me, I am definitely a fighter.  I don’t like to give up. I will continue to write, but I will have to be slower and more conscientiousness about how and when I do write.  Sessions that I used to do that involved pulling all night type sprees I can not do anymore.

So don’t give up if you are waiting on that 3rd and 4th book.  If you are a fan and have enjoyed my writing, there will be more soon.  A few bad reviews will not stop me from pursuing what I enjoy.  Thank you for stopping by and reading my blog.  Happy Thanksgiving!